ace grew heavy, thick with unspoken words a
ch, too fast. So she stared straight ahead, at the top button of
like if they weren't attached to a Wall Street tycoon. If they were attached to an artist, maybe. Someo
out of it. The sharp pain brought her back to realit
tared at his chest. The way her teeth sank into the
thrill coursing through him. You look like you'
mouth before he quickly suppressed it,
," he said, his vo
p, her daydream shatter
oyt said, looking past her shoulder tow
to look, but the angle was bad. All she could s
looking
it. His gray eyes were dark, unreadable. "Hiding like this...
panic. "So what do we do?" s
tle with a difficult decision. Then he let out a soft si
barely a whisper. "We need to
" she repeat
th. He watched, mesmerized, as her tongue
"If we were just hiding, we'd look suspicious. But if we were a c
etween them, heavy and loaded. She understood what he was implying ins
ng her head. "I can't... M
lips, silencing her. The touch was electric. She could feel
ep, sincere, and utterly disarming. "It's just an act. It
break. He was so calm, so reasonable. He was offering her a
was admitting she thought he had ulterior motives. And aft
her survival instinct. Her heart hammered again
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